I was beginning to think I wasn’t meant to see the Friendly Fires in concert. When they opened for Lykke Li, I showed up too late to catch them (smooth move, Kels).
Then they returned to Vancouver the same night Britney Spears was here and I chose Britney. Obviously. (How else would I have gotten to experience this?)
Now, they’re coming to Venue on Thursday, November 26th. And I feel like I’ve been given a third chance to make it all right.
Photo from WeAreFriendlyFires.com
can make you sick.
Which may just be why I tend to wear sweet frilly dresses with rugged, casual boots.
They add a little edge to take the edge off.
If that makes any sense.
Wore them with bangles from all over the place (my mom found the black and white zig-zaggy one in Mexico years ago).
It’s sort of like my little Estelle Getty — she may look sweet as can be, but she’s one tough lady.
Not a single one. But when I went to the PNE this weekend, I watched enough Superdogs insanity, lost enough carnival games and ate enough cotton candy to last me through spring 2010.
They say the PNE is the best part of summer, and I might just agree if it didn’t herald the end of that season.
On a side note, aren’t pirates b-b-b-bad to the bone? Man, I love them.
Speaking of things I love — the farm exhibition part of the equation. It was full of so many adorable piglets and chicks and lambs, I just wanted to scoop them all up and snuggle them for days.
Which is about how long I’m going to be suffering from an overdose of deep-fried oreos.
Would I recommend them? Absolutely. Just not after a dinner of poutine, perogies and pizza.
‘Til next year, PNE. ‘Til next year.
I got this dress chopped, I’m finally posting it.
With its flowy (almost batwing) sleeves and its hippy dippy pattern it’s straight out of the 70’s.
What did it look like originally? Take a look here (my favourite photo is the one of Leroy being a skirt chaser. Literally.)
Wore it with my vintage Yves Saint Laurent belt, which I found in Seattle and absolutely looooove, but cannot, for the life of me, figure out when it’s from.
And my open-toed booties, which I may have to tuck away very soon. Rainy season is approaching in my pretty little city (Vancouver) and they just won’t do for puddle jumping.
But for now, I’d rather live in denial and pretend that autumn is waaaaay far away.
picked out a postage stamp, came home, wrote something by hand, walked to the mail box and sent it off? It was a year ago, wasn’t it?
I knew it. Dream Sequins changed all that when she proposed her Postcards from my Hometown project.
Now, I’m writing postcards like a madwoman to bloggers in Romania and the States. Trying to distract them from my 12-year-old boy quality penmanship with lots of colours (and just a touch of glitter).
I received a postcard all the way from London from Saskia of Saskia’s Spot, which is full of absolutely gorgeous photography, lovely, happy thoughts and words like “spiffing” and “chaps”.
It all makes me so, so happy because I might just love stationery more than anything else in the world. (Yes, that is a 24kt gold dipped maple leaf in the photo above. And yes, I am that Canadian.) The postcards are by John Derian (I found them at The Cross) and the letter holder they’re sitting in is an antique my ma found forever ago.
Admit it: you’ve been meaning to write something by hand forever, haven’t you?
because it involves dancing on stage at the Roxy on national television, but Jessi Goes Home is now available on mtv.ca.
You can find a re-cap of the filming and see some of the radtastic outfits my ladyfriends wore here and here.
Even though it was shot in the middle of the summer I layered like it was October — wore my men’s H&M tank top with the necklace I assembled.
And my rad plaid LAMB jacket.
When we went out I wore my one-shouldered, slightly metallic disco dress which was Rachel Zoe long until I had it chopped.
Anyway, if you’re in Canada and you haven’t seen it, you can watch it here (you won’t want to miss our in-depth discussion about Twitter).
After reading the post about my little pirate bracelet, Lexie, my new favourite DIY-er, upped and turned her great-grandmother’s antique Thai bracelet into a very modern-looking wrist wrap.
The gold-plated piece was missing a clasp so Lexie wrapped it twice around her wrist and tied it with a bold red ribbon. “It clashes brilliantly with my hair (since my hair is pretty much the same colour as Jessi’s) but as long as I don’t hold it up to my head I think I should be fine,” she says.
Lexie, it turned out so beautifully. Thank you so much for sharing!
A frilly, ruffly dress?
Obviously.
Wore it to my first baby shower (congratulations Sheri and Paul!), which makes me feel like a true adult.
The dress is from Vincent Park. The Dior scarf is from Printemps in Paris. Man, I would do anything to be there right now.
The men’s vintage Omega watch (that I so desperately wish were mine) belongs to my husband. I’m considering trolling eBay for another men’s watch — maybe a big gaudy, cheesy one in yellow gold.
I yanked the earrings — which are from New Mexico — from my ma’s jewelry collection. I’m going to wear them with everything. Always. Even though playing dress up in your mom’s clothes is hardly a grown up thing to do.
Served homemade ice cream sandwiches for dessert last night.
And when I say homemade, I really mean “home assembled” because I bought the cookies, put a scoop of store-bought ice cream between them and then shoved them in the freezer for an hour or so. It’s the kind of dessert I love (thank you, Elisa, for introducing me).
Dressed the table cheaply and cheerfully.
With sea urchin bud vases I found at The Cross.
But the biggest hit? The caprese salad — the easiest, delicious-est salad in the world. If you want a recipe for the balsamic reduction you can drizzle on it, you can find it here.
there are people in my life who love vintage shopping as much as I do. Yes, there are those who just don’t have the patience to wade through the rough in order to find the diamonds.
But my sister, thank heavens, is on Team Vintage.
She, like me, mixes the old (her bag) with the new (her Banana Republic dress). And, come to think of it, she tends to stick to jewel tones too.
On an unrelated (but funny) note, she bought her headband because it reminded her of Ukrainian Prime Minister Yuliya Timoshenko.
But a quality shopping buddy is so key. Who else is going to spot the black leather skirt that would be perfect on you?